My whole life I had and 'innie' then I became pregnant and my bellybutton gradually started to pop out. For awhile it resembled a nose, but now, it is definitely a button. The only thing Tyler likes more than grabbing my whole stomach and shaking it, is pushing the "belly button".
So we have been getting these pregnancy e-mails since like August. Every week they email you and say congratulations you are x-weeks pregnant and your baby is about the size of a (fruit or vegetable you have never heard of that come in a wide variety os sizes). This week at 30 weeks, we finally got a vegetable that not only we recognize, but that sounds about right. A Cabbage. So for all of you who haven't seen us lately my stomach is the size of a pumpkin with a cabbage inside of it. Not a large pumpkin, or a small one, a mediumish round one.
Throughout the pregnancy Tyler has been reading to me, because we like to read. Lately, whenever we relax and Tyler starts to read out loud, baby girl Brady has started moving around and kicking a lot. I noticed because it comes out of nowhere after stretches of no movement time. I would like to think it is her responding to her daddy's voice and that even in the womb she is bonding with her father,sappy things like that, but who knows.
I think I have also stumbled upon the realization that attitude really does effect everything. Since New Years Tyler and I have being trying extra hard to stay positive, happy and as stress free as possible. We are trying to read our scriptures more and serve one another instead of being selfish. We have been doing pretty darn good, especially the last little bit, and I don't think it is a coincidence that about that same time, my back, tailbone pain and heartburn have lessened dramatically. The end of December I never thought I would make it to March alive and still teaching. Now I ALMOST feel like a human being again, more or less.
Tyler and I have been released as primary teachers. This is exciting and scary because we were in the ward for about a week when we got called, and so the last year I have been to relief society about 3 times. Here we are relatively establish members of the ward, and no one knows us. We almost got called on to stand up and introduce ourselves as visitors last week. I was very ready to be released from Primary, but now I miss the security of it, and all our little friends.
